"Yes," she said, her accent still thick, "My pronunciation," she stumbled slightly over that word, "And some of the metaphors are quite strange," which was, she hoped, the correct word. It was hard to think with how close they were. She searched his face for sighs of the flush she had seen early and just to take it in.
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Date: 2010-02-17 12:55 am (UTC)